Chapter 11
“The real question, Adam…” Rachel reached down to grab another handful of snow and formed it into a ball. “Are you ready?”
She threw it straight for his face, but because he knew it was coming, he dodged it. Adam leaned down, grabbed snow and threw it blindly at her, which she was easily able to dodge. “You’re getting slow, old man,” she taunted throwing a ball and hitting him in the back.
“Old?” he yelled in outrage setting the bags down. “I’ll show you old.” Without anything encumbering him, he was able to throw a ball with better accuracy.
Rachel squeaked, narrowly dodging it from hitting her in the chest. It caught her arm instead as she ducked behind the truck. “You’re not supposed to hit ladies,” Rachel yelled.
“Do you know any?” Adam taunted running past her, throwin
